by Unknown
Nov 2009 273 Views 2 comments
C0NFESSI0NS 0F A CUTTER
SILENCE
0NLY TEARS
AS I PRESS THE BLADE
AGAINST MY PALE SKIN
RED
THE BL00D FL0WS
FR0M THE W0UNDS
ECH0ING MY INNER PAIN
SATISFACTI0N
AS I FEEL THE KNIFE
SLICING INT0 ME
I 0NLY DESERVE PAIN
ANGUISH
AS I REALIZE WHAT
I'VE D0NE.
I FEEL ACC0MPLISHMENT
AS I GAZE AT THE
MARKS 0P0N MY SKIN MY SKIN
STARES
PE0PLE ARE H0RRIFED
D0NT UNDERSTAND WHY
NEITHER D0 I
0NLY TEARS
AS I PRESS THE BLADE
AGAINST MY PALE SKIN
RED
THE BL00D FL0WS
FR0M THE W0UNDS
ECH0ING MY INNER PAIN
SATISFACTI0N
AS I FEEL THE KNIFE
SLICING INT0 ME
I 0NLY DESERVE PAIN
ANGUISH
AS I REALIZE WHAT
I'VE D0NE.
I FEEL ACC0MPLISHMENT
AS I GAZE AT THE
MARKS 0P0N MY SKIN MY SKIN
STARES
PE0PLE ARE H0RRIFED
D0NT UNDERSTAND WHY
NEITHER D0 I
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Posted: Nov 2009
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about this person who just cant seem to stop cutting depressed personPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (2)
i could feel the steel sliding threw my vains
But i really don't feel any of the pain
Its getting really cold
And now my body folds
Slumped over staring at my feet
The blood trickles
Down under my seat
So I lay me down to rest
Ill give it my best
For when we meet
Im sure it will be brief
Since i know my place
Living in hell
Hell, It was fate
But if your at the gate
I hope to stain the stairs
So you have to answer to all the glares
And explain to all those souls
Why my blood became so cold
It was beautiful. Keep writing hun, you are very good at it and i would love to read more.
David